Disclaimer: J.K.Rowling owns everything and I don't. Grr.

A/N: D/H SLASH! Set in Seventh Year. HBP didn't exist for my fanfiction :P I'm only doing where they're on the train (Interlogue) and then probablies going onto the scene which I really want to write. Maybes I can knock something up for reviewers as add-ons or something. I don't know yet. This was supposed to be a one-shot but then I wouldn't be able to explain everything as a one-shot. I will write the second part ASAP :P

Interlogue:

Dear Harry Potter,

You are requested to meet me at Compartment 3 on the Hogwarts Express on the 1st of September.

Hope you had a good holiday,

Albus Dumbledore.

"You got the letter too?" Harry said when Hermione showed him the identical letter he recieved in the holidays.

"Yeah, seems like it. When are we supposed to go?" Hermione replied.

"Dunno. Maybes we should go now. We've been on the train for 5 minutes already."

"We might be late?!" Hermione shrieked.

"Uh, yeah. Maybes." Harry answered.

Harry and Hermione bade a quick farewell to Ron, Ginny, Luna, and Neville and opened the compartment door leading to the train's corridor.

Hermione practically dragged him towards Compartment 3, which, of course, was the furthest away from the compartment they just left.

"Hermione!" Harry panted as he tried to get his feet in time with her abruptly fast ones. "Hermione! Slow down! I'm going to trip over something!"

"Oh, sorry." Hermione apologised and slowed down until they were at a fast-walking pace. When they finally arrived at the correct compartment Hermione swung open the door and entered, Harry close behind her. Suddenly, Hermione stopped which made Harry walk into her.

"What was that all... Malfoy?!" Harry gasped.

"Yeah, It's me." Draco Malfoy said, standing up so he could see Harry and Hermione better. Which wasn't surprising, seeing as though the whole compartment was crammed with all the finest furniture Harry had ever seen. It was only then that he saw Pansy Parkinson and Professor Dumbledore.

"Sorry, Professor." Harry apologised. He went to sit down but saw that Hermione had sat down next to Pansy and had begun a conversation. Strange. He looked around for a spare seat, and, typically, the only spare seat there was was next to Draco. Harry sat down heavily next to Draco.

"Right, anyone for a Lemon Drop?" Dumbledore asked the group. Surprisingly, only Draco accepted and began eating it.

"OK, now onto a different topic. We had a bit of trouble deciding who to choose for Head Girl and Boy. It was between you four but we simply couldn't choose. So, everyone agreed to have you four as the first ever Head Girls and Boys." Dumbledore said.

Well, he gets straight to the point doesn't he? Harry thought to himself.

"Harry and Draco will share a bedroom and Hermione and Pansy will do the same. You are excused from some lessons for Head reasons but we must stress that you have to set an example for the First Years otherwise we might consider taking your privileges away. Any questions?" Dumbledore concluded.

Hermione shot up her hand.

"Yes, Hermione?"

"What sort of privileges do you mean, sir?" Hermione asked.

"Please, call me Albus. All of you. Thankyou. Privileges as in, you will be able to set people detention, you will be able to set your own classes, and full access to the library. There are many more but my old mind cannot remember at this moment. Any more?"

Everybody shook their heads.

"Good. Well, before I forget, the passwords are Chocolate Frogs for your rooms," Albus gestured towards Harry and Draco. "And Sugar Quills for you two." He gestured towards Hermione and Pansy. "Oh, also, could you please patrol the train's corridors until the train starts to slow. If anyone is disrupting people in a way that Hogwarts won't accept, please report them to me. Goodbye." Albus waved and Disapparated from the compartment.

"I know this sounds... odd but, seeing as though we're going to be around each other a lot more this year, could we maybes, start things over?" Hermione asked the silent group.

Draco nodded, then Harry then Pansy.

"Good." Hermione said. "Hermione Granger, Gryffindor, Muggle-born." She shook hands with Pansy and Draco.

"Pansy Parkinson, Slytherin, Pure-blood." She shook hands with Hermione and Harry.

"Draco Malfoy, Slytherin, Pure-blood." He shook hands with Hermione and Harry.

"Harry Potter, Gryffindor, Half-blood." He shook hands with Pansy and then Draco. He had already shook hands with Draco but this time, it felt like a jolt of electricity flew from the palm of his hand to the rest of his body. He looked at Draco. He must of felt it too, for his wore an expression of confusion and shock. They quickly dropped their hands.

"Can we go round and everyone says two things that the others might not know?" Pansy asked.

"Sure. Go ahead." Hermione replied.

"I love chocolate and I like watching the Muggle television." Pansy said.

"I love Winter and I don't like toads." Hermione said.

"The Sorting Hat considered putting me in Slytherin and I'm gay." Harry said.

Draco paused before saying, "I hate my father and I'm also gay."

"Oooh," Pansy cooed. "Two gay lads in a room together..." She waggled her eyebrows suggestively.

Harry spluttered on thin air, and Draco went red in the face.

"Aww." Hermione whispered. Before Harry or Draco could reply, the trolley arrived stuffed full with sweets and Butterbeer. Harry, Draco, Hermione and Pansy all bought to their heart's content and settled down to a good feast.

After 15 minutes, Harry already began to get sleepy so Hermione and Pansy decided to do the first patrol. As soon as the compartment door closed, Harry fell asleep and his head rested on Draco's shoulder. Draco's face was red and tried to budge Harry off but Harry just put his arms around Draco and snuggled into him. Draco's face was now radiating heat. He didn't know what to do now. He looked down at Harry's face and then he saw Harry's expression. It was like this was all that mattered; cuddling Draco (even though he probably didn't mean to do it). Draco couldn't help it: he settled down, put his arms around Harry and drifted off to sleep too.

"Aww... aren't they soo cute together!" Pansy squealed to Hermione.

"Shh... You'll wake them up!" Hermione whispered back.

"Should we do their patrols as well?"

"Well..."

"They look really tired, though."

"Oh, go on then."

"Quiet now!" Pansy whispered when Hermione went to close the compartment door.

"Right. Now, tell me more about your holiday..."

End of Interlogue